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Fuck It Saturday

I'm not sure if it's friday anywhere anymore so we're fucking it on a Saturday!! I've been super lax on writing this week because I've got a beefy 3k word report on care for transgender/gender diverse parents during pregnancy due on Monday and I am not even halfway done dfkjds. BUT I did get a small trickle of Frostpunk AU beans so I thought I'd share! Snippet below the line bc it's kinda long

Tagged for Friday & Saturday by @smilingbuckley @thekristen999 @dangerpronebuddie @spotsandsocks @bidisasterevankinard

@cal-daisies-and-briars @daffi-990 @theotherbuckley and @kitteneddiediaz, I will be getting to your snippets tonight!!

Buck’s reading to Christopher when it happens.

Ever since Christopher woke up, Buck has been keeping a near-constant vigil at his bedside, keeping the boy entertained and comfortable where he can. He’d even snuck into the Children’s Shelter to borrow some toys for Christopher - a set of cards, a rainbow puzzle, a small, plastic dinosaur toy, and a fluffy rabbit that Christopher had kept tucked under his arm ever since.

So, it’s not entirely surprising that Buck is there when Edmundo wakes up.

The first indication is the bleeping on Edmundo’s heart monitor begins to increase in speed. Buck stops midsentence and turns in his chair. The first thing he notices is that Edmundo’s eyes are open, wide and fearful as he looks around the room.

In a flash, Buck is on his feet, book clattering to the floor, and he rushes over to Edmundo’s bedside.

“Hen!” he yells, praying his friend is close enough to hear. “Chimney! Someone, come quick!!”

Edmundo’s chest begins to heave as a heavy panic sets in and he raises his arms to claw at the breathing tube down his throat. Buck grabs his wrists and pins them to his size, and is surprised at the strength of the man. It takes no small amount of effort to keep him from ripping the tube out, or scrabbing at the IV lines in his arms.

“Hey, hey it’s okay, Hen and Chimney are coming, just breathe for me,” Buck says hurriedly as he watches Edmundo gag around the tube. He knows the man will be getting oxygen, but that won’t be stopping the feeling of suffocation, the feeling of obstruction in his throat.

Edmundo’s eyes bug out as he looks at Buck, gaze boring into him in a silent plea. Help me. Make it stop.

There’s a clattering of feet on linoleum as Hen, Chimney, and another medic Buck doesn’t know the name of all sprint into the cramped med bay.

“What’s going on, what happened?” Hen asks as she comes screeching to a halt, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what’s going on. Before Buck can even open his mouth, Chimney is grabbing the extubation equipment and barking orders at Hen and the medic, all three swarming Edmundo’s bedside.

Buck’s in the way, he knows it but he cannot make himself move. Instead, he takes both of Edmundo’s hands and laces their fingers together, squeezing lightly to give Edmundo something to focus on.

“Look at me, Edmundo,” he says as Hen peels off the tape keeping the tube in place. Edmundo’s eyes flick back towards Buck, his eyebrows scrunched together, and Buck’s stomach twists uncomfortably as he sees a tear slide down Edmundo’s cheek.

“That’s it, just keep your eyes on me.”

“Okay, extubating patient now. Hen, have suction at the ready. Jess, get the O2 mask,” Chimney orders, and there’s a fluffy of movement as everyone gets in position.

Buck looks away. He doesn’t want to watch the tube come out. He’s never been the best with medical things at the best of times and this.. well he’s not exactly sure why the thought of Edmundo in particular being in pain makes him so unhappy but it does. So he doesn’t watch, instead keeping his eyes trained firmly on his and Edmundo’s hands. It doesn’t escape his notice the way Edmundo’s knuckles go white as he clings to Buck for dear life.

There’s horrible wet noise followed by the sound of suction and a volley of wet coughs, before Buck hears a deep breath in. He chances a glance upwards and sees Edmundo, eyes open and sans tube for the first time he got to Sector 118. There’s an oxygen mask fitted over his face, fogging up with every breath Edmundo takes.

Instantly, relief flows through Buck like warm honey, filtering through his veins until he’s lighter and warmer than he’s been in days. Edmundo’s awake. Edmundo is breathing on his own. Edmundo’s alive.

Buck grins, unable to contain his joy. “Welcome back to the world of the living, Edmundo.”

“Eddie,” the guy croaks, and Buck blinks.

“Huh?”

“Name’s E-Eddie. Not Edmundo,” he rasps, before breaking out into a coughing fit. Buck rushes to help him upright, takes off the oxygen mask, and holds out a container as Edmundo – Eddie spits into it, his chest heaving from the force of his coughs. Buck rubs his back, murmuring reassuring words until Eddie takes a shaky breath and allows himself to rest back against his pillows.

No pressure tagging (for Friday or Saturday) @hippolotamus @watchyourbuck @neverevan @babybibuck @aroeddiediaz

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eddie diaz | the prophecy

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You mean Oliver and Ryan were actually drunk when filming the karaoke scene?!?

No wonder they were drunk when they went to the 100th party celebrations!!

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Fuck It Friday!!

Tagged by @tizniz @thekristen999 both of whom shared fics I cannot wait to read!! (And probably cry through 😁) 🩵💜

I have three more kiss prompts I'm working on, but since I already posted two and another whole fic this week, I'm trying to pace myself lol. We're all back in our shooting era (I never left 😅) so I'm hoping to get Eddie's second oh moment finished soon. I wrote this last night half asleep. Does it make sense? You tell me:

Loving Buck grew over time, like a vine in his chest, curling around his ribs and beneath his sternum to cradle his heart. The flowers bloomed before he even knew the vine was there. And now that he knows, now that he wants to feel the softness of the petals every time Buck's shoulder brushes his own, or admire the bright blooms every time Buck smiles- now that he knows he loves Buck, he can't. When he first met Buck, there might've been something there. Not exactly attraction, but… curiosity? Something about Buck made Eddie want to be close to him. And then they could've died together and Buck stepped into that ambulance with him without a second thought. Eddie was struggling to find help for Christopher, and too afraid to ask for it, but Buck brought him Carla without feeling like he had to ask. Then Shannon came back, and the vine that had been in his chest since they were kids came back to life and bloomed into bright yellow flowers he wanted to nurture and protect forever. Forever doesn't last long. So much happened in such a short time after that. The bombing, a tsunami, Chris' nightmares, Eddie's bruises. And a lawsuit that kept Buck separated from them. Maybe that's when the vine first started growing, trying to reach out of his chest in hopes of pulling Buck back. They had just lost Shannon, and the only other person Eddie wanted- needed- cut himself off. When they finally mended fences, the vine started growing again, and bloomed with blue flowers as bright as Buck's eyes even as they were splashed with blood. The shocked look on Buck's face flashes through Eddie's mind and he snaps his book shut as a reflex. Hen looks over at him from where she's sprawled across the other armchair. “What's wrong?” she asks. “You look like you saw a ghost.” Eddie glances around to see Buck and Chim both looking his way now. Fuck.

Absolutely no pressure tagging: @13shadesofanni @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @loveyouanyway

@daffi-990 @wikiangela @exhuastedpigeon @actuallyitsellie

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@smallandalmosthonest @weareallstoriesintheend11 @orangeboxfox92 and anyone else who wants to share!! 🩷🥰

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fuck it fridayyyyyyyyy

tagged by @dangerpronebuddie

oh you KNOW it's gotta be a snippet from don't just stand there. i'm hoping to have this totally finished by the time the next ep drops.

this is a bit from part four of the 5+1 eddie-keeps-walking-in-on-bucktommy-getting-nasty

He'd been thinking about the sex toy box all day. It had been a pretty slow shift, at least for the A-shift at the 118, and Tommy was on his two-off. When Bobby dismissed his team, Buck changed into his civvies fast enough to give himself whiplash, eager to spend the next twenty-four hours naked and satiated with his sweet, gentle, relentlessly seductive boyfriend. He was so keyed up that he was the first one out the door, while Eddie and Chim were still in the showers; Tommy was already waiting in the Jeep, having moved to the passenger seat, because he knew Buck loved to drive and he was so fucking thoughtful. Buck simply had to blow him about it. "Jesus, Evan," Tommy gasped - Buck had barely closed the driver's side door behind him before he was licking into Tommy's mouth and fumbling at his fly. "Whatever happened to how was your day, sweetheart?" "You can still talk with your dick in my mouth," Buck pointed out, pressing kisses along Tommy's jawline. He had a day's worth of stubble and it was driving Buck wild. "And my day was great, sweetheart, how was yours?"

none pressure with left beef tags under the cut!!!

@missmagooglie @comeon-intothemadhouse @aringofsalt @theotherbuckley @sadieb798

@casismybestfriend @devirnis @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels @faggyangel @evanbi-ckley

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Fuck It Friday

I was tagged by @smallandalmosthonest who is trying to murder all of us with their "Eddie keeps walking in on Buck and Tommy having thee nastiest sex" fic.

I am in rarepair hell, I do admit, but I also hope to actually finish the two Buddie fics I've been promising so, have a snippet from The Gang Plays D&D*:

Of course, Atton’s an idiot, so it takes Chim’s character Hae-in pointing it out for Atton to realize he’s got a crush. “So,” Hae-in says when Atton’s just stabbed a guy a few more times than necessary because the asshole jumped Imbolc, “are you ever going to tell him that you dream of kissing him under the moonlight or are poor underpaid knockoff assassins going to just keep suffering for your pent-up sexual frustration?” “I don’t have any pent-up sexual frustration,” Atton replies, stabbing the corpse one more time just for the hell of it. “Sure you don’t, buddy.” I can’t believe it took Atton that long to realize, Eddie texts Buck later on, clearly amused. Yeah, Buck texts back, his stomach weirdly in knots. What can I say, the guy’s high Intelligence and low Wisdom.

Who the hell is even writing. Um. @buckttommy and @princessfbi catch! *throws the hot potato at you*

*not the actual title, actual title pending

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I really hate to post something like this but lately my chest has really been bothering me so I'd like to get a binder but money is incredibly tight for my whole family rn so I don't have any chance to save up for something like this for myself as I have bills and groceries to contribute to with the small amount of money I'm able to make

So if anyone is able to support my binder goal even just a little bit it would be hugely appreciated I could even draw a little goober like this for you of any person or character if you'd like

Link to my Ko-fi is here https://ko-fi.com/mitsukikii

Thank you for even just reading this post, hope you have a lovely day!

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So I wrote a little something loosely based on this post I made about Eddie subconsciously associating his future wedding as being with Buck- I haven't written for ages but I thought if I was gonna make it into a fic I'd also have an accidental drunk confession to Buck in there- and this is that. If I ever wrote a whole fic of this there'd be no cheating so dw dw

"It must be nice," Buck says from the floor, "Marr-Marriaging, -having a wedding. I want that, I'd want-"

"I know what you want," Eddie laughs confidently from the empty tub. It feels very zen, lying here with his legs hooked over the circular tub, like lying inside a big cereal bowl. He is so drunk, and giddy and totally at peace with everything, "You want a spring wedding because you want a frankly ridiculous amount of flowers. You want it far enough away from the city that you can see the stars at night, but not so far that it'd cost too much for everyone to travel there. You like the idea of releasing lanterns but you're worried about the environment so you'd probably want - like- doves or butterflies instead-"

"Butterflies," Buck says from the floor, his voice thick, "Eddie, what-"

"M'not finished," Eddie continues with the gravitas of someone so hammered they cant feel their legs but who is nevertheless making an Important Point, "Butterflies, then. You want a light coloured suit, something that breathes well because you'll worry about sweating. Bobby would be doing the ceremony, so maybe Athena to walk you down the aisle? And of course Maddie as your best man. Woman. Person."

"… Maddie?"

"Well yeah," Eddie shrugs, transfixed by how the ceiling seems to be slowly tilting to the side, "Because Chris would be mine, and that way they can both be involved."

There's a frantic shuffling noise from the floor, and Buck's voice is much clearer when he speaks again, "Eddie. Eddie are you talking about- me and you getting married?"

"Who else?" And in his alcohol-soaked state, it's as simple as that- who else. God knows he's tried to fit other people into that role and they just never fit right because the void in his life is so decisively Buck-shaped. Haha, God knows, his chest begins to shake with silent laughter, it's funny, right? Because of the Catholicism.

"And that's-" Buck sounds kind of upset, which makes Eddie pause, why would Buck be upset when there's good booze and the ceiling is tilting and they're getting married? "That's something you want- the-the spring wedding and the butterflies and the-"

Oh, Buck's simply misunderstood, that's easy.

"I just wanna be the guy standing next to you."

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Fuck It Friday!

Thank you @tizniz and @bidisasterevankinard for tagging me!

Here's a little something from the next chapter of change the prophecy!

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“Do you ever feel like you’re living through other people?” He asks her, a couple of days after his conversation with Evan. They’re eating lunch at her place, just the two of them.

“What do you mean by that?” Maddie asks, sprinkling dressing on her salad. 

“Like, you only really exist for the people around you.” Daniel tries to explain. “And you aren’t really living your own life?”

Maddie frowns. “I think I felt like that a lot when I was married to Doug.”

Daniel nods. Right, that makes sense. Of course she would have felt something like that during that time. But… But maybe this is different?

“But you still had a life,” he tries to clarify. “Just one that that piece of shit was actively making miserable.”

Maddie narrows her eyes. “Okay, so what are we comparing that to, then? Someone who genuinely doesn’t have a life? A dead person?”

“Well, obviously not a dead person,” Daniel exhales. “I don’t feel like I’m dead.”

“Glad to hear it. So what do you mean?” 

Daniel exhales heavily. He doesn’t know how to explain without sounding absolutely insane. 

“Sometimes it feels like, outside you guys, and my job, I don’t really exist.”

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Tagging @pantsaretherealheroes @jeeyuns @exhuastedpigeon @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples

@fionaswhvre @steadfastsaturnsrings @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @mangacat201 @aroeddiediaz

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Ship/line ask: Bobby/Athena, “What do you think you’re doing?”

Hey Ren! Thanks for the ask!

I’ve never written for Bobby/Athena but I hope you like it! ☺️

“What do you think you’re doing?” Athena spat as she came around the corner to where Bobby was standing in the dark having just come in the door, car keys in his hand, drenched from the rare LA storm. His back turned to Athena as he was just closing the door.

Bobby immediately froze and his whole body tensed up. Shit. He’d been caught.

Lightning flickered through the windows and thunder roared as Bobby’s breath quickened. He heard his late wife’s voice echoing in his ears as he stood there with his eyes closed. Memories flashing through his eyes. Of that night. The fire. Losing the kids. The anger. The helplessness. Everything. Bobby felt tears prickling in his eyes before he was brought back to the present by Athena’s voice, which was much softer now.

“Baby? Are you okay?”

He felt Athena put her hand on his shoulder and he turned around to face her.

He took a deep breath. This was not like all the other times. No no no no, this was not like all the other times. He wasn’t relapsing. He had a reason to be out this time.

Another flash of lightning flashed through the windows, lighting up Bobby’s face, his eyes glazed over as he looked at her mournfully, water dripping down his face, his hair soaked, clinging to his forehead.

Athena looked into Bobby’s eyes and she put her hand on his cheek. Her face soft and eyes glistening as the successive flashes of lightning illuminated the room.

“Where were you? Why did you leave in the middle of the night?” She asked softly, her voice gentle almost as if she was talking to a spooked animal.

Bobby sighed and paused before he spoke, “it’s Buck. Ever since he told me about his coma dream we’ve developed a habit of texting each other good morning and goodnight. A reassurance of sorts for him” Bobby chuckled softly “ and me too, I guess. That the kid isn’t still attached up to that ECMO machine in the hospital or dangling from that ladder”

Athena was absentmindedly stroking Bobby’s hand with her thumb as she waited for him to continue.

Rain was pattering softly against the window now as Bobby continued, “I was having a nightmare about Buck, that-that we didn't get to him in time and his body was just hanging there, a corpse all the life sucked out of him by the lightning. And-and I was woken up by the thunder and lightning and my first thought was-"

"Buck" Athena finished for him as Bobby looked up from his gaze which was focused downward on athena's hand now cupping his own. The two locked eyes as he nodded.

"So I fumbled for my phone and texted him, because I know he's usually up during thunderstorms-I know because I am too. But he didn't respond. So I called him and he didn't pick up. twice. Now Athena, I know he was probably asleep but my brain was running a million miles a minute. I had to go check on him and make sure he was okay. that was he was here. and breathing. and alive."

Bobby looked at Athena curiously, expecting her to be angry like his late wife that night-no this wasn't that night, he wasn't relapsing-or at least respond with her usual fiery attitude, but she didn't say anything-the silence deafening to Bobby.

Athena seemed to notice the worry crossing Bobby's face as she hummed and she squeezed Bobby's hand. bring him back to the present. a reminder that he was here. and safe and that she wasn't going anywhere. She brought Bobby's hand to her lips and kissed it gently, never letting go of his hand, before she asked softly asked, "so what happened when you got there? How was Buck?"

A twinkle of fondness appeared in Bobby's eyes and he softly smiled as he relived the memory, "Well, I got inside with my key, and I was just going to peak in Buck's bedroom to make sure he was in fact asleep, and if he was up I was going to talk to him for awhile before coming back. And when I looked in Buck's bedroom, Buck was in fact asleep, in Eddie's arms. Eddie must've come over because he knows how much Buck hates storms since the lightning."

Athena chuckled lightly at that, "Those two really care about each, other, don't they?"

The two gave each other a knowing look before Athena continued,

"Well, it seems like Buck is doing just fine tonight, and he has Eddie to take care of him, so now, let me take care of you. Why don't we get you out of these wet clothes and into some dry ones before we head back to bed, baby. We've still got a couple of hours before we need to be up"

Bobby nodded in agreement as he shivered, finally realizing how cold he was from the wet clothes that were clinging to his skin, making him feel damp and drafty, even in the warmth of the hallway. He looked down and discovered he was standing in a puddle of water.

As the two began walking toward the bedroom, Bobby spoke,

"Thanks Athena, for you know, not being mad about me sneaking out"

Athena looked at him curiously before it registered what he was referring to.

"Baby, I understand why you were out. It's not that often we get thunderstorms, and I know how much you care about Buck"

Bobby smiled at that, "Yeah I do"

She kissed his cheek as she motioned for him to follow her toward the bedroom, "Let's go get you cleaned up, and head back to bed, okay?"

As she led him into the bedroom, his hand still cupped in hers, Bobby exhaled and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding,

Yes, he wasn't relapsing, and things would be alright, even if just for tonight. Buck had someone keeping watch for him, to comfort him throughout any nightmares that came up during the rest of the storm, and Bobby did too, his beautiful wife, gosh he didn't know what to do to deserve her sometimes.

Athena turned around now in the doorway while Bobby was still at its edge, "well are you coming or are you just going to stand there?"

Bobby smiled, "I'm coming my wife, let's go back to bed"

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Using this as this my WIP Wednesday Thursday!!!:

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wip wednesday

tagged by the lovely @tizniz, @bidisasterevankinard <3 <3 <3

this week has sucked ass and it’s only wednesday. anyways, I was inspired by a post from @djdangerlove (I cannot find the original post im so sorry) about buck calling Tommy “Thomas” so here’s a little something from that:

“Do you want me to call you Buck?”

Evan’s nose scrunches up, lips pursing as he slits his eyes open to look at Tommy, slivers of electric blue in the dim light of the bedroom. “Mm–mm.” He snuffles into the pillow, sagging against the bed.

Tommy thinks that’s the end of the conversation, Evan finally passing over the threshold into sleep. But Evan mumbles something else, the sound of it soaked up by his pillow and too quiet for Tommy to hear.

“What?” Tommy asks with a quiet laugh.

Evan huffs, annoyed that his sleep keeps getting thwarted. But he turns his face, unburying it from the pillow.

“Like the way you say my name.”

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@usersiren, @honestlydarkprincess, @holdmygum, @swiftietartt, @bibuddie, @maygrantgf, @bisexual-buck, @princessfbi, @mellaithwen, @homerforsure, @housewifebuck, @colonoscopys, @boykisserbuckley, @shyaudacity, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @loveyouanyway, @try-set-me-on-fire, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, @giddyupbuck, @underwaterninja13, @father-salmon, @hoodie-buck, @devirnis, and you if you’re reading this!!!! (I’m sorry if you’ve already been tagged or I forgot an url, my brain is toasted)

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @wikiangela

So this is a direct continuation of my tease tidbit tuesday post from yesterday (sorry if i got anyone too excited for an upcoming buddietommy threesome, that’s not happening in this fic. But there will (probably) be a foursome.)

The difference between Buck and Eddie is when Buck tells a lie he immediately feels crushing guilt and has to tell the truth as immediately as possible. Meanwhile Eddie… Eddie has to double down.

The craziest thing is, Eddie actually considers it. Eddie’s pretty sure Josh fucked any remains of his weird little crush on Tommy out last night, but he’s self aware enough now to know he still finds him and his frankly obnoxious muscles and casual confidence very attractive. And Buck is- uh, Buck is objectively hot as well. Josh’s little comment on wanting to watch them in the bedroom was proof enough of that. It would probably be a fun time. An extremely hot time.

But just the idea of actually saying yes makes something in his chest tighten and curl up. So Eddie says the only thing that comes to mind.

“I can’t. I have a boyfriend.”

Josh is going to kill him.

It takes a second for Buck to process what Eddie just said, but after a moment, Buck’s eyes bulge and his mouth falls open. “You- wait- Josh?”

It’s too late for Eddie to back down. The only thing he can do is double down with a firm nod.

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WIP WEDNESDAY

Thank you to @tizniz @aroeddiediaz and @bidisasterevankinard for tagging me!

Here is a snippet from the upcoming chapter of Cowboy With A One Track Mind.

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“Evan,” Eddie calls, beaming still.

Evan struggles to catch his breath, despite standing completely still and not having recently exerted himself at all. 

“H-hey.”

He forces his legs to carry him forward, across the parking lot, eliminating the final feet of distance between himself and Eddie. When he reaches him, he freezes, unsure of what to do next. 

“Took me a second to recognize you with the facial hair,” Eddie teases. 

A little self-consciously, Evan touches his face. The other guy had left him not quite clean shaved, but less bearded, and more just scruffy. Evan has kept up a beard of decent fullness, but no length, more or less since he lost his sister. 

“It looks good,” Eddie adds quickly.

Evan smiles. “Uh, thanks. Yeah, I… I, uh, don’t know how to act right now, honestly.”

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Tagging @pantsaretherealheroes @jeeyuns @exhuastedpigeon @theotherbuckley @diazsdimples

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Q: When you first met that character, and you seemed a little standoffish and maybe threatened, and not a big fan. Do you think it's because deep down you had these... something there brewing, but you didn't know what it was?

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I think- I think you might be my person.

Buddie or BuckTommy if it sparks joy 💞🦛

Oh, we're going for the feels today huh? Have some Buddie feels, just for you my love 🥰🫶

"I think - I think you might be person."

The words hang heavy between them, thick with unspoken meaning. There's yearning behind them, years of bitten back "I love you" and "don't leave me" and "please stay, I need you." But finally, Buck will speak them, no longer afraid of the consequences. He's ready. They're ready.

Eddie looks a little stunned, his mouth hanging open slightly as he looks at Buck, takes in the open vulnerability of his expression. They're so close, just a couple more steps and they'll be there. Buck waits with bated breath, praying Eddie will take the cue and take Buck's tender, open heart delicately in his hands.

"I- we're best friends, Buck, I should hope I'm your person."

He's deflecting, Buck can tell. Eddie's had years of repression and Catholicism that've taught him to box away all his feelings and not allow himself to be authentically him.

But not anymore. They're allowed to be happy. They're allowed to have this, to have each other. Buck just needs to take that step that Eddie can't do himself, because Eddie will never let himself have something if he doesn't think Buck will want it too.

"No, Eddie. That's not what I mean, I'm not-" he sighs, mentally weighing up his options. He could back out now, pretend he was just talking about their friendship. But then they'd be back in that revolving door of bad decisions and unspoken words and Buck can't do that anymore. He won't.

"Fuck it. Eddie, you're my person because you're the most important thing in my life. You and Christopher. You're my best friend, yeah, but it's more than that, right? Every day I wake up and you're the first thing I think about. When we're not together, I feel empty, but when you're by my side it's like I'm whole, like a piece of me has been returned to my body. You're my person because there is no one else in this world I would rather spend every day with than you. I trust you with my life."

Eddie's eyes are soft and they shine with unshed tears. He's biting his lip and Buck wants nothing more than to run his thumb over it and release it from his teeth, and tenderly capture his lips with Buck's own. But he needs to finish what he's saying. Eddie has to hear it.

"Eddie I can't imagine a life without you. The sun rises and sets on you, the world revolves around you and I-" his voice breaks and he ducks his head. He can't go on, he can't say it, he's not strong enough, he's not-

Eddie's fingers curl under his chin and slowly, gently, he raises Buck's head so their eyes meet. God he's so beautiful. He's truly the most beautiful person Buck has ever seen.

"Go on," he whispers, his voice cracked and raw with emotion. "Please."

Buck sucks in a breath. It's now or never.

"I love you."

It's like the air has been knocked out of Eddie and his breath hisses from him. Buck can't breathe. The oxygen has been sucked from the room, and he can't breathe, not until Eddie speaks. Until he confirms that Buck hasn't fucked this up and read all the signals wrong.

"Please say something," he begs.

Eddie takes a step closer, his fingers never leaving Buck's chin. The gap between them closes until they're chest to chest, nose to nose, close than they've ever been before. Eddie's lips ghost against his, a tentative brush, as though he's testing the waters. Buck tilts his head ever so slightly and, emboldened, Eddie kisses Buck properly this time, their lips moving in sync with one another and oh, this is what's been missing from Buck's life.

It's like the world has a new meaning now because hold fuck, Eddie is kissing him. His best friend, the love of his life, the man he'd almost convinced himself he would never be allowed to have, is kissing him back as though he feels the same. There's such tenderness and emotion with the way Eddie kisses him, as though they were born for this. As though they were made for one another. Two halves of a whole, destined to be with one another regardless of circumstance.

Eddie pulls away from him and rests his forehead against Buck's, his lips pressed tightly together. He's breathing heavily and fast, as though he's moments away from a panic attack.

Buck gently touches Eddie's arm, just above the elbow. Eddie doesn't pull away, staying completely still.

"Eds?" Buck says, voice quiet and full of choked up emotion.

Eddie licks his lips and takes a deep breath, as though steeling himself, and Buck feels sick. He's going to say he doesn't feel it, that Buck is alone in this journey, that they're just friends and Buck has misread the signs. Eddie can't, he won't, won't ever-

"I love you too."

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